Lanie Montilla and Faranna Mondragon are the perfect definition of a mortal enemies. They have been a great rivals since they were young. Lanie Montilla is a secret agent working under the legal organisation of the black group who capture all criminals without killing anyone while Faranna Mondragon is just a normal police who secretly assassinate secret criminals hiding in the identity of Cold blue under the illegal agency of W ruled by Yvonne. Their police director, Iscopio Mondragon decided to assign them in a hard mission in which they have to find the culprit behind the killing incidents inside the restricted and private academy. As a great rivals who hate each other, will they able to accomplish their mission, or would they die as a consequence for failing the task?
LANIE'S POINT OF VIEW
I am currently taking my lunch right now inside a small eatery to prepare for my investigation later. I've been here for two weeks just to capture Marc Roksano, a so known drug lord of this town. My name is Lanie Montilla and I've been working as a secret agent under the black organisation for seven years. I am assigned to capture Marc Roksano to prevent him and his illegal organizations from delivering illegal drugs in this country, and I'll literally make sure that he'll be served the deserve punishment for what he have done.
"A snatcher!!", I heard a old woman shouted. I leaned forward a little bit to see what happened. I'm not even in the middle of my meal but I decided to run faster to catch up with the guy who snatched the old woman's bag.
DAMN HIM!!! I run faster than his steps twice and with a couple of seconds, I finally caught him.
"GOTTYA!!" I shouted under my breath and gave him a round house kick. He blew up and fell on the ground.
He let go of the bag and begged at me to not capture him. "Please do not, I just did it to feed my family. I don't have anyone to rely on and decided to steal just to feed my family" He stammered as he cried and begged on me just to let him go.
"you what? Did it to feed your family? Laughing out loud?" I said sarcastically then I raised my eyebrows "With that huge body of yours,you can't find a great job to feed your family? What if I feed the bullets of my gun to you? HUH?" I irritatedly said to him then I grabbed my PS1 pocket gun and pointed it at him.
"N-no!! No please!! I'm going to bring back this bag. I-I'm not going to steal anymore, just don't kill me" He stammered in fear and started to recoiled. I took a deep breath and grabbed the bag to give it back to the old woman.
"I may give you a suitable job for you, go to the police station, I'll got you, if you won't do as I said and keep stealing other people's property, once I caught you again, you're dead meat, mark my words" I coldly stated it to him then I left him.
I gently gave back the old woman's bag and left them without a word.
As I am walking toward the police station, a young teen boy approached me. "Ma'am Lanie, I finally found you" I looked at him and found out it was buknoy.
"Do you need something?" I asked.
"No, I don't need anything from you, Chief batumbakal said if I ever saw you, I should tell you that he has called for you " He responded with a smile.
I nodded. "Alright, thanks for informing me. I gotta go. See you and take care" I said and pat his back before I continued walking.
I entered the police station to check some of my email notifications before entering chief batumbakal's office.
I knocked three times and opened the door myself, as his office flashed before me, I snapped and salute to him. He stood up and salute back before I put down my hand and enter his office.
"I learnt you called for me from buknoy" I started.
"A yes... Anything you will gonna report about Marc Roksano?" He asked.
I cleared my throat before responding. "I knew a lot of things about him, and I am one hundred percent sure that he's a drug lord. I also detected some of his hideout but before telling you the exact details about it, I would like to caught him first myself. May I?" I responded.
He nodded as he smirked. "As usual, you're doing great, Lanie. Not new to a promoted Y world's agent. " He complimented me as he is smiling sincerely.
I smiled back and stood up. "Is there anything you want me to do? If there's none then I gotta go. There was a snatcher earlier and I have to catch him, I forgot to pay my food on the eatery" I said to him.
"Oh, you may go" He just said. Without a word, I walked out from his office and decided to go back on the eatery where I ate.
When I finally reached it, I apologized to the tender. "Thank god you came back, madame almost killed me when she knew you did not paid your meal earlier" She said relieved.
"Oh, I'm sorry if I made you worried, you know, it's my duty to capture a criminal and I don't have a choice but to run away just to catch that thief. Here is my payment by the way. You can keep the change" with full of embarrassment, I stated. I faked a smile due to awkwardness and I waved at the tender before leaving the eatery.
I sighed. It was an exhausting day... Really.
I wonder how are my parents and nephew on manila? I can't wait to fulfill this mission and visit my family again. It has been two weeks since then.
Sunrise arrived and I decided to go back on my apartment to prepare my guns. All evil deeds of Marc will end tonight, I swear.
As the night came, I entered my PS 1 on my gun pocket from my right side, another PS1 on my left side, then three pocket knife in the pocket of my uniform's knee. Just in case I run out of a bullets, I can use it to defense myself. More guns is too heavy.
I tied up my hair and Waited until the middle of the night arrived.
I had my dinner first and took my rest by an extreme three hours meditation to strengthen my instinct and sense.
As my alarm sounded, a sign that it is time to go, I slowly opened my eyes and stood up to turn off the alarm.
Through my window, I left the apartment quietly and Entered the forest where people harvest coconuts. The province of san Gabriel might be the cleanest place for me here in the Philippines, there are no much cars and some polluted things, and farms are everywhere.
As I am running inside the forest, I heard some guys talking. Just then I realized I'm almost on Marc's hideout and the guys that are talking right now are his people.
I gasped when I felt someone on my back pointing his gun at me...
DAMN!!!
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